Blazing spiritual light burst across the burning Cloud Ship.
Killing intent surged in waves.
Chu Yang the Earth Immortal, who had just been so fearsome and imposing, was now well and truly dead. His soul had been blasted into wisps of smoke by the streaks of spiritual light just moments ago.
And Fang Shu hadn't been the one to strike. It had been the other Earth Immortals aboard the ship.
Nor had it been just one of them. Jin Yan the Earth Immortal, Jade Face the Earth Immortal, Old Mo the Earth Immortal, Master Broad Heart, and the Cloud Guest couple had all used their magic—some summoning wind, some exhaling blasts of energy, others wielding sword techniques—to finish off the gravely wounded Chu Yang.
The sight made Fang Shu's heart tighten. At the same time, he turned to look at them with an odd expression.
Just then, a clattering rang out across the ship.
The Five Sects' Earth Immortals had cast their spells so quickly and frantically that they couldn't stop in time. They had even smashed Chu Yang's storage artifact, and all the items inside rained down, scattering across half the deck.
Whoosh! Many of those things were splashed with the yang fire burning across the deck and immediately caught fire, making the blaze aboard the ship even fiercer.
But everyone merely glanced at the spiritual materials scattered across the floor, then confirmed that the fire wouldn't burn them to death just yet, before turning their eyes back to Fang Shu.
Fang Shu lowered his eyes. Every Earth Immortal from the Five Sects gazed at him brightly, smiling.
When they saw him look over, some nodded while others waved in greeting. "Fellow Daoist Fang Shu, what a sword technique! One stroke, and you cut that scoundrel half to death.